Noah Kenton - J.P. Lyrics

There it is, baby, there you go
Heat above always breaking up the stereo
Saying everything I couldn't know
And If I want to find you I'll lose you
To Half a smoke
And a honey crisp
Three Chipped nails
To your tired lips
There's a house fire every time I come over
But we don't really burn
Like we used to
But somebody's gonna call you baby
For the rest of your life I promise
White out on a pollock painting
Wild eyes and a fist full of problems
If you did, I guess I'll never know
You just warm up your bones
In your aunt's old leather coat
I could say it but I better don't
Cause every time I try to I lose you
To Mount Hood and a stiff drink
To hair held back over kitchen sinks
And there's a house fly
Looking down from the corner
And he knows we don't talk like we used to
But somebody's gonna call you baby
For the rest of your life I promise
White out on a pollock painting
Wild eyes and a fist full of problems
And I really don't
And I really don't mind